Could be the answer to your prayer
Magical things I can perform anywhere
Too many jokes and too many sins
Blocking the hole where the sun comes in
So I can't even touch you I can't even touch you
Thirty-odd years, maybe half a life-time mostly crazy
Maybe I played an honest hand
Young at heart, you're acting wreckless and bold
Too many jokes and too many sins
Blocking the hole where the sun comes in